I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!

Chapter 219: Chapter 219 The Human Body Wasn’t Meant to Bend This Way

Disbelief and fascination warred within Li Ruoxi as she watched.

She could not believe what she was seeing.

Every angle, every position, every daring motion was a great clue to Lin Feng’s skill, strength, and insatiable sexual appetite.

Her eyes widened at the sheer audacity of what he was doing, pushing Li Zhiyan into positions that seemed impossible, yet she followed along, moaning and shivering under his control.

The more she watched, the more her mind struggled to comprehend the scene.

Li Feng’s movements were precise yet rough and strong, a perfect blend of dominance and passion that drew Li Zhiyan higher and higher with every thrust, every lick, every touch.

At one point, they even moved into midair, their bodies perfectly aligned as they kissed and pressed against each other, sweat and her precious fluids dripping downward like liquid fire.

Li Ruoxi’s breath caught in her throat as she pressed her legs together instinctively, feeling a rush of heat that flowed through her own most sensitive place, seeping down her inner thighs despite her best effort to remain composed.

She licked her dry lips and forced herself to look away for a moment, but curiosity kept drawing her gaze back.

Her body betrayed her in ways she did not expect.

The dampness spreading across her thighs and the involuntary shiver that ran down her spine left her both embarrassed and aroused, though she refused to admit it even to herself.

The sound of Li Zhiyan’s moans, Lin Feng’s commanding groans, and the rhythmic slaps of their bodies echoed through the room and seemed to resonate inside her, stirring feelings she had never confronted before.

As the minutes passed, the sun climbed higher, its soft light beginning to illuminate the room and casting a golden glow over the entwined couple.

Every movement, every intimate touch became more visible, more raw, and more impossible to look away from.

Li Ruoxi watched silently, her eyes wide, her breathing uneven, yet she knew that the longer she stayed, the harder it would be to resist the strange heat rising within her.

Eventually, she reached a point where she knew she had seen enough.

One last glance at the couple, their bodies still tangled, still moving with urgent desire, seared itself into her mind.

Their moans and cries of pleasure, the glistening sheen of sweat and love juices on their bodies, and the audacious intimacy they shared… it was overwhelming.

With a deep breath, Li Ruoxi forced herself to retreat.

She silently stepped back into the shadows, careful not to make a sound, and began to vanish from the scene entirely.

Yet even as she left, the sounds of their lovemaking lingered in her ears… the wet, rhythmic slaps of flesh against flesh, the gasps and cries of surrender, and the steady, intoxicating chorus of moans.

Pak!

Pak!

Pak!

Each echo seemed to follow her down the corridor, imprinting itself into her mind long after she had turned her back.

By the time Li Ruoxi reached a safe distance, she closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath, trying to calm the rapid beat of her heart.

She could not shake the image of Li Zhiyan trembling and moaning beneath Lin Feng, nor could she ignore the lingering heat between her own legs.

Even her pink twin peaks had hardened, rubbing against the fabric of her dress and making them feel even more sensitive.

“What’s happening to my body?” Li Ruoxi muttered in confusion.

Without lingering any longer, her figure blurred and melted into the shadows as she swiftly returned to her own chambers.

She decided that she would spend the day meditating in order to calm her Dao heart.

***

Meanwhile, back in Lin Feng’s room.

The moment Li Ruoxi disappeared, the scene changed completely.

Li Zhiyan was standing naked on the floor while Lin Feng sat calmly on the edge of the bed.

The passionate scene from before, the endless lovemaking that Li Ruoxi had witnessed, had all been nothing more than a carefully crafted illusion created by Lin Feng.

While that illusion played out before Li Ruoxi’s eyes, the real Li Zhiyan had remained frozen in place, standing naked in all her flawless glory.

Lin Feng slowly stood up and stepped closer to her.

He stopped only a short distance away, so close that Li Zhiyan could clearly smell his scent.

It was strangely pleasant and steady, making her heart beat faster without her understanding why.

Lin Feng did not say a single word.

Instead he slowly raised his hand, extending his middle finger toward her body.

The finger moved lower and lower until it hovered dangerously close to her most intimate and untouched place.

“Is Young Master Lin Feng going to p…” Li Zhiyan’s thoughts spiraled in panic.

For a brief moment she almost stepped backward.

But then she remembered why she had come here tonight.

Her body stiffened and she forced herself to remain where she stood.

Slowly she closed her eyes.

She braced herself and waited for the moment when his finger would invade her deepest place.

A breath passed.

But instead of feeling his finger touch her soft folds, she suddenly felt a light touch on her navel.

“What?”

Li Zhiyan’s eyes snapped open in confusion as she looked down.

She then saw a small mole appear just above her navel, the exact spot where Lin Feng had ultimately chosen to touch.

“I know what your clan expects you to do, Zhiyan,” Lin Feng said calmly. “With this mark, anyone who uses their spiritual sense on you will believe that you have already lost your primordial yin. But for the act to appear real, our relationship must also change. Come to my bed when you’re ready.”

His voice was serious.

This was the only thing Lin Feng could do for Li Zhiyan.

In his heart he still considered her his maidservant, and he had tried his best not to cross that boundary.

But sometimes sacrifices had to be made.